"Okay, ya'll all ready?" Dani grinned. Dawn nodded, "I think we have everything." She said going through everything one more time. Davie frowned. "Do we really have to bring all this cold weather gear? Is it really that cold?" Dawn gave her twin an exasperated look. "Yes, Davie, for the millionth time, it's..." Her face got a sort of glazed-over look and she continued, "It's rather like Northern Japan, in Winter all year long." She blinked and the look left. Davie was watching her a bit concerned but looked away when she returned to her normal self.
Drew had hung back from saying goodbye, but at this moment he took Dawn aside and told her in a strange and melancholy way, "You'll receive visions while you are there. They are but memories of your past life. Some may be good. But some may also be bad. You don't know who your past life was or what they did, be ready for anything."
After a moment of letting that sink in, Dawn commented quietly, "You said that like you know that personally?" Drew looked at her with deep eyes, filled with the hollowness of guilt. In horror, Dawn whispered, "Oh Drew... what did you do?" He shook his head in shame and walked away. Dria walked up and asked if she was ready to go. "Dria... what did Drew do? I mean in his past?"
Dria gave her a look of pure sadness and sighed. "At fifteen years old, he made a foolish mistake, and was cursed with Chaos. He destroyed his own world, as well as his family - Dani and my past selves among them..."
Dawn's jaw dropped in shock. She was no longer sure she wanted to take this journey. What crimes had she committed in her own past life? "Seriously?" She asked.
Dria nodded. Dawn frowned. "That is seriously messed up." "Well..." Dria commented. "We all fell one way or another." She gave Dawn a smile and said, "It wasn't all bad. We had happier times, you know. Well, anyways, good luck. Davie and the others are ready."
They returned to the center of their little camp, where Dawn transformed into Giclas, and Davie into Abramov, and then teleported to the world of Giclas.
***
It was snowing on the world of Giclas. Not good, fun snow, but like dead, hollow, and furthermore blizzard conditions. Immediately, Sailor Giclas collapsed into the bitter cold snow. Sailor Abramov was ready for this - they'd prepared. Quickly, as he could, he wrapped her in an Arctic thick jacket, and then began setting up the tent that was meant for just such weather. With the snow billowing against him, he managed to put it together in about a delayed 10 minutes. He got Giclas and himself and all of the equipment inside and turned on the mini portable heating stove.
***
A few hours later, just as the blizzard was slowing down, Giclas awoke and asked how long it had been. Abramov answered and told her that the storm was dying down, and that he was making some soup and hot chocolate. She was about to refuse, saying that they were limited on time, but then her stomach growled. "That trip took a lot out of you, and you are not going to be able to travel and work without some sustenance, sis." Abramov commented. "No complaints and no if's, and's or but's about it. Sailor Giclas laughed and then laughed and ate.
***
Sailor Giclas and Sailor Abramov trudged about four miles through the snow (good thing they were Senshi)) until they came to a gateway - that looked strangely similar to a Japanese Torii Gate. There didn't seem there to be anything beyond it - just a snow-covered valley.
Sailor Abramov frowned. "What a strange place to place it-" Sailor Giclas narrowed her eyes and interuptted him. "It's a GATEWAY. The Mauvians gave it to us. See, here there seems to nothing beyond it. But there is, for those who are welcome..." "Welcome?" "Follow me." She walked forward through the GATEWAY and and vanished. Slowly, anxiously, Abramov followed, closing his eyes as he went through.
And then his twin was speaking to him. "Silly, you can open your eyes now." Abramov opened his eyes in amazement to find a ruined village, in the midst of spring, and just outside the boundaries, the snowstorm flurried around them - almost like a snow globe in reverse. The place was covered in Giclasian Jasmine, which was Sailor Giclas' Sphere. (It had an extra petal compared to Earth Jasmine.
After a moment, Sailor Giclas spoke. "Let's get to it." Abramov was still taking in the details of the scene around him. "Let's get to what?" He asked kind of stupidly. Sailor Giclas shook her head once more. "What do you think? What we came for. Restoring my Homeworld of Giclas sound familiar to you? " Abramov grinned sheepishly. "Oh yeah right."
For the next few hours, they removed the rubble and all the trash and all the objects that were too damaged to be reused, repaired or recycled. And then they found it, buried behind burnt wood and rubble - a once beautiful Cathedral.
"How the heck did we not see that?" Abramov asked, very surprised. "I don't know. I think it's a Lesser Giclasian Cathedral of Life. Giclas celebrated Life and the Joy that comes with Life and Honor in Life." Sailor Giclas commented.
Abramov wrinkled his forehead in puzzlement. "How do you know that?" Giclas shook her head, just as puzzled. "I was a Priestess." She narrowed her eyes again, trying to remember and reaching far back.
"You served here?" Abramov looked at her in wonder. "No... A Lower Priestess would have. I... I served as High Priestess, I served in the Greater Giclasian Cathedral of Life, in the Capitol." Sailor Giclas seemed to be looking past the wall of the Cathedral, and indeed back into time. "You were the HIGH PRIESTESS?" Abramov was flabbergasted.
"Yes," Sailor Giclas simply said, as she started pulling the debris away. Some of the rock fell and a colorful mask and a matching Naginata tottered out and on to the ground, their owner long since disintegrated. "What the -" Sailor Abramov jumped back. "What are these?"
There was a pang of regret in Sailor Giclas - why, she did not know. "A Priestess's weapons, for when she worked as a Lady Guard, under me the Head of the Lady Guard. We were warriors, just like the Samurai."
"Ok, you were a High Priestess and the leader of a special fighting troops league? How Awesome!" Abramov was now thinking that in her past life, his twin was bad-***!
Sailor Giclas rolled her eyes, and then froze. "Look." She pointed to the ground, where a new Jasmine flower had just sprouted and was now blossoming and blooming quite quickly. As the flower showed its face, the Giclasian Symbol came from it and combined with Giclas' bosom. The flower itself vanished.
They both looked wide-eyed at each other in shock. "What the..." Abramov finally spoke.
"The World of Giclas greets it's reborn, ongoing Empress...? And gives this gift?" Sailor Giclas now said in shock.
"Wait, let me get this straight, you're a High Priestess, the leader of the butt-kicking Lady Guard - AND the Empress? What a life!" Abramov exclaimed. "I hope my backstory is just as awesome!"
***
They were on their way to get something to eat, when it started. A red carpet (or rather white) of Giclasian Flowers appeared before Giclas as she walked and disappeared behind her.